02 (video)

[goldfoot]

[She looks squarely at the camera. A very nonhuman face: gold fur, slitted eyes, and four large pointed ears. There seems to be some recent damage with small scrapes, the larger ones covered by bandages.] My appearance. Do you feel fear? Of unfamiliarity, or recognition.

If it is the former, then you need not tell me.

[A pause, as she seems unsure about the next topic. Her speech is slower, cautious and reserved.] Many species, many homeworlds. Many opportunities. My search is ongoing.

What is… expected of your species? Your gender. Your— caste. Your role, by design. Do you fulfill it, or do you rebel?

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[goldfoot]

Are you content with this role?

[hostage]

There's no point in wishing I was something else. That kinda thing don't change.

[goldfoot]

It is a difficult change, but not an impossible one. [She appears very confident about that.]

[hostage]

I tried.

[goldfoot]

Death?

[hostage]

Yeah.

[goldfoot]

You are speaking with me. Clearly not.

[hostage]

I guess this place saved me.

[goldfoot]

Resurrection. Advanced technology.

Now, will you change?

[hostage]

Who knows. I mean, what's different here, really? New scene, same old shit.